This is the first draft of our project's script. We have settled on using the idea of a psychological thriller for our film. This script will definately be edited as we go along, but we wanted to write a draft so that we had some idea of how our scenes were going to go and what we were going to convey.
Calm, relaxing music plays as the shot pans around photographs of the happy couple.
Calm, relaxing music plays as the shot pans around photographs of the happy couple.
When the title comes up, disturbing, jarring chords begin to play.
Anonymous man in V/O: So... tell me exactly what you did that day.
Matthew (in V/O): (eerily calm) (Pause) I got up...
[shot of him getting up and going to make breakfast]
had a shower...
[shot of him in the shower]
And went to work.
[Cuts to his lunch break, in coffee bar]
Matthew: ...right. Yeah, I might be a little late tonight, though.
[sound of girl talking back on the phone]
Matthew: Not that late, no. About 6ish. Yeah, I’ll cook.
[sound of girl talking back on the phone]
Matthew: OK. See you later, Rach. Love you too.
Matthew (in V/O again): She was there when I got home. She seemed fine... it was all normal. I started making the tea and then I realised we were out of milk.
[cuts to scene in kitchen]
Matthew: [holding empty milk bottle] I’m just going to the shops. D’ya need anything?
Rach: [shouting from other room] Oooh, I’ll have some Maltesers if you’re pushing the boat out! [laughs]
[As Matthew gets to the door he blacks out. The next shot is the blackness lifting with a sharp gasp and a shot of him lying on the living room floor. He surveys the room, breathing heavily. There is tension music playing and it builds up until he sees the bloodied body of his girlfriend. He recoilsand we hear a clattering sound. To his horror, he realises it’s the sound of him dropping a bloodied knife. ]
[Cut to an interview room. It is now obvious that the man in the V/O is a police officer.]
Police officer: And then?
Matthew: [looking bedraggled and bloodshot, whispering] I don’t know. I went to the door and... everything just went black.
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